We are afraid of the boogeyman, even though i believe we don’t really know who or what he is. One of the most comical scenes in any movie is when Michael Myers surprises his next victim by wearing a sheet with eyes cut out. He wore glasses on the outside of the sheet in an attempt to fool his victim into thinking he was her boyfriend. But what that scene really did was show how we really don’t know of what we are afraid. Our visions of what we should fear drive us and, while people may not admit to being afraid of ghosts, it is exactly our ghosts that limit us and keep us hoping against hope that some force will emerge in our lives and “save us” from the boogeyman. But even Michael Myers knew that those primal fears are irrational and even a bit funny.
Ghosts aren’t to be feared, really. They do their thing, really, and for the most part leave the physical world alone. However, people like me learn to read their messages and then are stuck with having to do something with the information. Since I tell stories, when I do find a ghost (rather, when a ghost finds me), i have to tell his or her story. I’ve known about this for a really long time, but I haven’t been all that willing to admit that i have this mission. I’ve come to understand that we all have that ability, it’s just that we ignore and dismiss anything that doesn’t fit into our world view. This is true, especially when it comes to things of a spiritual nature. We are often herded into religious frames of reference that can have value, but more often than not exist to control us and make us even more afraid. Sure, people like Jesus of Nazareth did all they could to teach humanity how the supernatural world works, but then we take his message and box it into what WE think it should be. Therefore we wander the physical realm like ignorant robots spewing things from our mouths that weren’t our own thoughts in the first place.
I’m not out to be believed. I gave up on that years ago. If I’ve learned anything over the years of following my writing path it’s that people seek to reinforce their own opinions, regardless of their origin and don’t do much to escape or fold in new learnings such that they own the space between their ears. The majority of people with whom I’ve come into contact are stuck in an endless loop of reinforcement that they don’t want broken.
So why do I continue to chase windmills as though they’re dragons? Because I will leave the physical world someday and there needs to be a record of this path of mine such that future generations might actually find the record and realize that past, present, and future are all integrated into one single flow within the supernatural realm and perhaps my descendants, direct or indirect will actually see that someone knew about this integrated time. In the physical world, time dominates almost all of humanity’s actions, but in the supernatural realm, it doesn’t even exists, which is why when ghosts give us messages, we don’t believe them: Since time doesn’t exists in their world, they approach they physical realm out of context and without context, messages seem like random coincidences that have no reality.